User blog comment:Snowstripe the Fierce/The War of Southsward/@comment-26538658-20151215021020/@comment-26538658-20151221035410

Just as the white squirrelmaid finished speaking, a voice came from the bushes. "Evalynne, may baby sister is here?! Well, it's good to se you've all grown up!" ''a male squirrel, with deep reddish orange fur, came forth. He proved to be a head taller than most squirrels, or at least a head taller than all the squirrels Idunn had seen. He had a beautiful broadsword, with a shining blade like a sliver of moon and a expertly vut and shiny emerald as the pommel-stone. He wore a black snakskin belt with a copper buckle, that reminded Idunn much of his own belt, and a royal red cloak. He had a bright white tunic underneath it all, and seemed overall fairly humble despite his name being synonymous with nobility, strength, and courage. ''

"I hear we have some new recruits here, sister." ''he extended a paw towards Idunn, thought it seemed as though he was hesitant to do so first, as Idunn hought it must have been the fact he was a sable. ''"Well, he certainly wasn't doing it for our very similar belts." ''he thought. Despite this, the handsome squirrel smiled warmly and continued on towards Vanora, flashing her a look that reminded Idunn of courtship. Idunn closed his eyes, rolled them, as he often did, and blinked at the exchange, as though nothing had happened, and even if something did, he didn't notice it. ''